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Kevin Fowler Beer Bait And Ammo

Traduction: Kevin Fowler. Bière, appâts et Munitions.

about a quarter to two Oh you said that you'd be leavin' If you didn't start seein' A change in me really soon You said it's gettin' really old And that

a word Stood silent through it all I'd be a lonely man If these old walls could talk This old house of ours It's made of stone but it's built on sand And

time you should be changin' With your head in the sand it's hard to tell Just what he's trying to do Half truths and all his lies And them half-baked

said a word Stood silent through it all I'd be a lonely man If these old walls could talk This old house of ours It's made of stone But it's built on sand And

s gone from Fort Worth to Abilene And every roadhouse in-between She?s as hot as cakes on a griddle That girl goes wild when the bow hits the fiddle She loves to swing and